It is beyond my comprehension just how I happened to become apart of the Twitter community. And the worst part is, I have invited, nay! ENCOURAGED friends to join me in yet another emerging NetCult ( let us have a moment of silence as we pay homage to My space, Face book, hi5 etc). Logically, one would think that after joining one or four of these things, it would be enough. But no. 'Net' logic doesn't work that way. It actually works in the opposite way. It's like a tattoo or piercing. Once your hooked, once is never enough. So here I sat on my high and mighty horse declaring myself a non-twitter-er. Perhaps I was a bit skeptical about the very name of the thing, as the short version of the word Twitter is simply 'TWIT'. Now, I'm not sure about anyone else. But back in the day, being called a Twit was never a good thing... but as the wise folks say "The times are a' changing my friend". So, I guess it's like eggs. My reference comes fr...
My Lovely Yan!! It's been so long and I've tried to reach out to you on Facebook. How are you? We must get reacquainted. Blessed Birthday Wishes for your special day that came and sending my deepest sympathies and condolences for your dearest mother Yan.. My heart extends out to you and I hope you are doing the best that you can during this time with loved ones nearby. I'm here whenever we can connect <3 Much Love. SP
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